Kick

Kick. Not the bottom. Nor the butt. Or your movie habit. Kick your sense and sensibilities.
Kick your sense of disbelief too. Yes, kick all misgivings about movies. Socking you right in the face with its cuckoo kitsch is Kick.

Wow. You will love and lap up Kick’s onslaught and get a high. If you gorge on laugh-a-minute loony-moony capers, Kick is your bet to be boot with its mirthy, mindless madness.

Director Surendra Reddy surely knows his marbles and masses. Never a dull, dud moment, Surendra’s Kick, with Ravi Teja in his funnyball element, is entertainment unlimited and worth your moolah at the movies.

Crazy and cranky, Kick has Kalyan who believes life is a big bore if you don’t find or do something different that gives a great kick. His singular obsessiveness sees Shreya swooning and suffering in sweet self-denial she has fallen head over heels for his madcap’s (mis)adventures. How he delights in putting her in pitiable plight, while other comedians too join the party to cook up a fun, frolicksome broth before end-game, forms the fulcrum of Kick. Yes. Get swatted. Get tickled & pickled to your funny bones. Binge and Karoke on Thaman’s feet-tapping beats. Drool over lissome Ileana and soak in the scenery of Sepang. In short, get Kick(ed). Go high. Be happy! Kick-Hic.